I had a job, I had a girl I had something going, mister, in this world I got laid off down at the lumber yard Our love went bad, times got hard Now I work down at the car wash Where all it ever does is rain Don't you feel like you're a rider on a

We are not your kind No hard feelings I'm tired of being right About everything I've said Give it to 3 I’m going to show you how to do it if you know what I mean Old does not mean dead New does not mean best Yours does not mean mine

I can't believe this, you don't wanna see me I don't know how you feel There's a radio silence going on But in my heart I'm sorry, I don't know how you feel Just please, more time We lived in love with each other so long It's hard to tell if I don't know

Seems like all the good shits gone Hey God, there's nights you know I want to scream These days you're even hard to believe I know how busy you must be, but Hey God... Hey God-Tell me what the hell is going on, Do you ever think about me It keeps on

Love yourself and be kind, water your soul Celebrate, find your light It don't matter who you are, where you're going, you're not old We all know, yeah, we all know I work hard (damn right), I get bored (sometimes) Do it big (all night), still want more

Strawberry Fields forever Let me take you down 'Cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields Nothing is real And nothing to get hung about Living is easy with eyes closed Misunderstanding all you see It's getting hard to be someone But it all works out

The way things are going They're going to crucify me Christ you know it ain't easy You know how hard it can be The newspapers said Standing in the dock at Southampton Trying to get to Holland or France The man in the mac said You've got to go back

You be goin' hard, you be goin' hard Other bitches, they be slackin', you be on your job Whoa, you be goin' hard, you be goin' hard You be goin' hard, you be goin' hard (uh, uh) Know me from the start, I'ma play my part I got no heart, I be goin' hard I

For the girl You’ll be fine if you try To keep your eyes on the consolation prize And you’re going down hard for the girl ‘Cause this is life and it’s alright Taking detours in your mind It’s all a part of the plan when you’re lost in the world See you

Playboy shit, that's some playboy shit Woke up rich, real bad bitch I've been going in, shout out to my wrist Playboy shit, that's some playboy shit, yeah I've been going in, shout out to my clique You can't keep up with me, I be going hard, yeah Need a